Zheng Qing did not know why Colmar had chosen to build the school on the edge of a dangerous cliff.
Perhaps the witch felt that, like its location, this academy was in danger at every moment and could not afford the slightest carelessness; perhaps she believed that building Edge Academy on the edge of Puji Island clearly conveyed her goodwill to the wizards in the central regions—that she would not compete for more resources; or perhaps it was simply because all the good places on the island had already been claimed, leaving the late-arriving Edge Academy with no room to choose.
No matter what the real reason was.
Zheng Qing only felt that it had been an excellent choice.
He liked Edge Academy's new campus very much. Standing atop the cliff and gazing into the distance, at the boundless sea and equally boundless sky, gave him an inexplicable sense of lightness, as though the countless pressures weighing on his heart had vanished without a trace in that instant, amid the roaring waves by his ears and the faint cries of birds at the horizon.
"You shouldn't be standing there."
After finishing the handover procedures, Thomas followed his silhouette to the cliff's edge and said to the young wizard, who stood facing the distance with his eyes closed, "You are a teacher now—even if you are only the lowest-ranked teaching assistant. Everything you do influences your students. So don't casually stand on the edge of a cliff. It will make your students think this place isn't dangerous."
"They need to know that it's dangerous."
Zheng Qing murmured. He slowly opened his eyes, turned around, and looked toward the temporary camp nestled among the slopes. Tall wooden fences stood in an orderly arrangement, covered with gifts brought by the edge dwellers—from crystal